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Jun 2020
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How do you remember the name of the birds?
Can I find out, like you, by watching these blue birds?
He whistled a bird song
Something specific to me, not whistled too long
Pattern revealed, asking me how-I-do-song
I want my father, not a weight of nappies
I want to drift off on your warm lap, daddy
Name of my 'F'ather, I've drowned him, replace him?
I'm the one you seek to fulfill
acacia
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acacia  F/orbis
(F/orbis)   
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